all of us try to reconcile loss - it sometimes takes longer and reveals more than you thought.
a kiss opens the door
Boy,
I sure miss that little guy,
and it hurts inside, sometimes.
I do try, and try,
but no matter what,
every now and then, I cry.
How long
before the it subsides,
and when does it go away.
What purpose is served,
tugging and tearing,
keeping the heart at bay.
Warm tears churn a mist,
that spirit may come.
My cheek's softly kissed,
'where did that come from?'
The softening
of my hardened core.
Impenetrable walls
open through this door.
I have my answer
its time to move on.
My lost little prancer
isn't really gone.
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